Nuan Nuan Saves the World [Comprehensive British and American]

It is already noon.

The time projected on the wall dutifully reminds Tony Stark of the fact that he has been soaked in the laboratory for nearly thirty hours, and now he has a splitting headache, his empty stomach churning like he wants to come out of his throat whole Gushing out, his body has reached its limit, oh, of course he knows that his body has reached its limit, and of course he also knows that the most important thing he should do at this moment is to go back to the bedroom, cover up the quilt and sleep.

He knew, of course Tony Stark knew.

But now he has no sleepiness at all, even though every nerve is sharply aching and sending him a signal that he is on the verge of collapse, he is oppressed by inexplicable anxiety and anxiety and cannot close his eyes, as long as he closes his eyes, he seems to be back On the battlefield, there are aliens who can't be defeated no matter what, wormholes that can't be closed no matter what, screaming crowds scattered with blood all over the ground, and finally, the one who rushed into the wormhole with a nuclear bomb without hesitation at the end, will always be there At the end of the dream, he woke up in a cold sweat.

How old is she?

15 years old, or 16 years old?

That was the age when you should squander your youth in school and do those bastard things, instead of wearing a battle armor and carrying a nuclear bomb to blow up a wormhole, and it will never return.

Yes, yes, war is bound to be accompanied by sacrifice, Tony understands, and Tony accepts it, but that is definitely not something that a minor who has just begun his life should do.

Damn that was stupid!

Tony anxiously threw the wrench on the lab table and covered his forehead, feeling the buzzing in his ears and the smell of blood in his mouth, he frowned to shut up Jarvis who was trying to persuade him to go to rest, but he still left another He walked out of the laboratory with a blueprint in his hand.

Rest, yes, he wants to rest, he can't fall down yet, at least he won't let a second immature kid block the wormhole for him the next time those damned alien bugs roll in.

When he was thinking this way, there was a bit of indescribable grief in his eyes, but it was just for a moment, when he washed his face and walked out of the laboratory, all his emotions were restrained in that seemingly relaxed and happy place without any worries. under the shell.

Those big beautiful caramel-colored eyes are once again filled with a sweet and bright smile, just like the shining sun that never goes out, and all the sorrow and pain will be burned into the flame of hope in these eyes.As if, as if the exhaustion and darkness at that moment were just an illusion of vertigo.

But Captain America Steve Rogers swears with his quadruple vision, he really saw the dark color in those eyes that makes people's mouth tighten, as if tears will flow from those eyes in a second.

He couldn't help standing there in a daze.

"Yo, cap." Tony smiled and raised his hand to greet Steve with a normal expression. His tone was as brisk as ever, with some cynical arrogance. His eyes saw him before he saw Steve. With the cardboard box in his hand, he couldn't help but his eyes lit up, "Would you mind sharing it with me?"

As he asked, he had already consciously took the carton Steve was carrying in his hand. Through the transparent plastic on the carton, he could see six donuts neatly arranged inside. The thick icing was like The white snow in winter tempts people to leave their own marks, which makes Tony's stomach that has not eaten for a long time honestly wriggle and make a sound, and a large amount of saliva is quickly secreted from his mouth.

"I thought this was what you ordered?" Captain America kindly helped Tony, who was leaning against the edge of the sofa and was standing in a dangerous position, and turned over the address list nailed to the lid of the box to show him, "It says your name."

"I ordered?...Oh, that's absolutely impossible!" Tony, who was thinking of eating one first, raised his eyebrows and decided to defend his taste first, "The great Tony Stark only orders the best in New York." Donut delivery! Not this kind of ummm..." He looked down at the box and couldn't find the name of the store, raised his head and sneered, "Not this kind of small shop that doesn't even have a name! Absolutely!"

"Yes, Captain, sir didn't order this takeaway." Jarvis also testified for Tony in time, but he immediately said, "I ordered it."

"What?!" Tony yelled, "Jarvis, is there something wrong with you? I said I will only eat donuts from that family!"

"I know, sir." His almighty AI butler responded gently, "But the donuts from that store are too high in sugar for your physical condition. After screening, I think this one is more suitable."

"The icing here is thicker than that one!" Tony retorted and sucked his belly secretly, and then continued, "I don't have any physical problems! Although I don't have the big breasts of America's sweethearts, I am healthy enough ! Jarvis ordered me the donuts from before! Now!"

"But sir, your weight has been—"

"NOW!!!" Tony widened his already watery eyes, even though the eyes are full of anger and anger now, it seems that he is extremely wronged, making Steve even if he is called America's sweetheart. He couldn't express his temper at all, and his heart was full of helpless emotions, mixed with a little bit of petting.

That's right, Tony is Howard's son. The old-school American sweetheart didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his current mentality. He stretched out his hand and patted Tony's back, which was short of breath, and took the donut carton. Come over and smile and gently persuade: "Anyway, it's all delivered, so let's try it first. If it doesn't taste good, we can order the one you like again."

Who can resist the American sweetheart with blond hair, blue eyes, big breasts, and Yan Yan?

He had a sweet as hell smile.

Tony whimpered angrily, and was led by Steve to sit on the sofa. He picked up the jar next to the donuts in the cardboard box and shook it open. He raised his eyebrows at the tea inside and said, "Now Is the donut shop so boring? Why don’t you give away some tea, shouldn’t the donut shop just make donuts?”

In fact, the store he often orders from time to time will give Tony, a big customer, some new products or other small snacks as gifts, but this does not affect Tony's nitpicking at all, venting his headache and tinnitus I can't bear the resentment that I like the donuts in that store.

Damn it, he is the omnipotent Tony Stark, why should he listen to this old Popsicle who is so poor that he can't even pay the house down payment!

He just wants to order donuts from that store!

Order ten!

Order a hundred!

Thinking so, Tony Stark was sitting on the sofa with a donut box in his arms, honestly watching Steve take the tea pot and go to the kitchen to make tea with empty eyes.

How the hell can he be so obedient!

Damn old popsicles!

"I told you not to rest for a long time will have a great impact on your health, it will slow down your reaction speed and—" "Shut up, old Jia." Tony held the donut box, calmly, Without the slightest hesitation, he stopped his AI's upcoming lecture on "Three Hundred Disadvantages of Working Long Hours to the Body", and calmly buried his head in the donut box.

How could the great Tony Stark slow down because of working long hours! No Way!

It's just because the old Popsicle's smile was hotter than the two Captain America poster card models in his collection, so he didn't realize it all at once.

Yep, that's it.

After quickly finishing his mental training, Tony sat up and said solemnly, "Jarvis, delete the 15-second monitoring record."

"Okay, sir."

Well, his AI is still obedient.Tony nodded in satisfaction, looking at the donuts in the box was not so unpleasant anymore.

Either way, donuts are innocent.

When he noticed that the thick frosting on the donuts was gradually showing signs of melting, Tony still obeyed his already hungry stomach cramping and the wishes of his mouth that kept swallowing saliva, and picked up the first donut.

……

So when Steve came back from the kitchen with the brewed tea, he was greeted by Tony with bulging cheeks and big caramel-colored eyes full of happiness. Chipmunks—Steve once saw them in the suburbs of Brooklyn, those cute little ones with big eyes are always stuffed with delicious food, and they can run and jump freely in the mountains and forests. When passing by, he always thought that he had encountered an elf in the mountains and forests.

Forgive Steve for his literary and artistic feelings that occasionally emerged as an art student. Now give him a pen and he can show you what is called a sketch at the level of a fairy.

However, in the end he just put the tray on the table and poured a cup of tea to Tony, "Eat slowly, I won't snatch it."

Tony's mouth was occupied by donuts and he didn't want to fight with the old popsicle for the time being, so he just snorted coldly and took a sip from the teacup, and couldn't help being slightly stunned.

Very... fragrant.

The impactful happiness brought by the donuts is quickly wrapped up by this round and elegant aroma. Although the aroma is not too irritating, it is an unusually soft and warm aroma, and because of the heat of the tea itself, it has the ability to make people feel refreshed. The indescribable sense of penetration seems to be slowly seeping into the limbs and bones from the air instead of drinking it.The soft aroma and steady heat are mixed together and received by the brain, which then gives birth to an illusion of being hugged——hugged with enough force but not painful, reassuring, like standing in a storm The sense of security like a collapsed safe haven unknowingly dilutes the anxiety and fear in my heart.

Then the exhaustion that had been suppressed by anxiety and fear finally emerged, climbing up from the deepest part of the body, pulling away the consciousness that was already on the verge of limit, and everything around him seemed to gradually blur.

Steve, who was sitting next to Tony, was still chattering like a 60-year-old father who was worried about his dead son, telling him to eat on time, take a good rest, relax, and go out more to make friends when he was fine. His tone was calm and rambling. The [-]s language video is an extremely hypnotic lullaby. Tony couldn't help muttering "shut up cap", but the corners of his lips raised slightly unconsciously. He closed his eyes a second before Steve wanted to continue talking, and fell on the ground in a relaxed manner. on the broad, full chest of America's Sweetheart.

The erratic soul is steady and down-to-earth in the aroma of tea, and finally can relax the exhausted body, and is gently pulled into the dark and sweet dreamland.

Will it be a sweet dream, or some bizarre fantasy adventure?

But all in all, there will be no dark horse of nightmares coming.

Halfway through Steve's words, he felt a heavy weight in his chest. When he looked down, he saw Tony's eyes closed tightly, as if he was sleeping soundly. The curled eyelashes were trembling under the eyelids like a small fan, and the corners of his mouth were upturned, and he hadn't taken care of it for several days. His mustache is also raised a little bit, the brilliance that is proud enough to shine on the whole world is slowly shrinking, revealing the tiredness and rare peace under the brilliance, the dark circles under the eyes that almost reach the chin make Steve feel distressed Stopping the action of waking Tony up, carefully adjusted a sitting position that made Tony lean more comfortably, and said in a low voice: "Jarvis, maybe you can give me the takeaway number of this store? The taste of this tea I love so much."

The right aroma and soft and elegant taste, catalyzed by the heat, bloomed with an incomparable soothing effect. Under this aroma, Steve felt the long-lost peace—almost no feeling after waking up from the ice The tranquility he has come to, this era is so fast that he is too fast to cope with it, but at this moment he seems to have returned to Brooklyn a long time ago. There is no hesitation in every stroke of the book.

And the whole world is peaceful and gentle.

"Happy to help, Captain." Jarvis responded considerately and lowered his volume, watching Steve carefully put the thin blanket on the sleeping Tony, and the rare Tony didn't wake up from his light sleep, just muttered He moved, burying his face in the plush blanket.

Tomorrow, we must fully express our gratitude to Big Meow.

When Jarvis put this item on his to-do list second only to finding a way to relieve sir's anxiety symptoms, Chris was already irritated and unilaterally muted the system.

Anyone who is swiped by Jarvis's 1 cuteness for half an hour will be as irritated as him, especially if he can't relate to the system point of view, the data calculation module has exactly two 0s and three [-]s to form a symmetrical structure Cuteness like super sexy resonates.

Not at all.

That's why when he faced Peter, who excitedly talked to him about how tall and handsome Captain America was, how gentle he was to him, and who tried to show off the signature of Captain America for the umpteenth time, he asked abruptly: "25 minutes from the store to Stark Tower and back? Did you fly there?"

The smile on Peter's face suddenly turned into panic.

"Can you explain it to me?" Chris crossed his hands in a tower shape in front of him, and smiled gently.

The author has something to say:

【Apology and Explanation】

To be honest, I didn't expect everyone's reaction to be so intense in this chapter. I have been thinking and reflecting on this matter for the past two days, and I have read everyone's messages repeatedly. I think I should talk about it seriously.

First of all, I think I have to apologize on this matter.I have always believed that as an author, I should not mislead readers by expressing too many opinions because of my own preferences, but I did not do this in Chapter 18. The author has something to say.Because my words made the little angels think that there will be a large sub-cp description in the later article when the hero’s own CP has not yet developed, and it made many little angels feel uncomfortable. This is my fault. Everyone sincerely apologizes.

The so-called shield iron candy is limited to this chapter. The personal perception of you stupid authors who eat shield iron after writing does not mean that they will really be together in the article-now it is a stage where their relationship is still there During the time when they were more in tune, I wrote a little more because I was eating this pair and I didn’t pay attention to misleading everyone. I am very sorry. Whether it is eating or not eating this pair of little angels, because of this, they will be happy together in the future. The wrong impression, this point is that I did not pay attention to the mistakes of my words.

In my setting, Tony and the US team are bound to have rifts because of their ideas and thoughts. I will mention some specific thoughts about the two of them later. Leaving this article, they are also my favorites. Knocking sugar but also very clear that they are a pair of CPs who are very difficult to tell the truth, just like some little angels said that there are too many things between them, and there are too many things that are difficult to cross and difficult to let go. After the third team, there is basically no more Maybe they are together, but the current timeline is Fuyi. Their relationship is relatively good for a period of time. I can’t help but want to write more about their getting along. In fact, there was such a harmonious period of time. .

I am really sorry for causing trouble to everyone because of my selfish preferences.

[Finally, referring to the comments of the little angels in the past few days, as well as some of my considerations and the initial setting of the article, the following explanation is made about the sub-CP: this article will basically not appear except for the CP of the male protagonist and the little spider Any secondary cp that is clearly described together, the limit is as in Chapter [-], there will be no more ambiguous plots, and the little angel who can't eat can be seen as a friendship line without any obstacles.And I will mark it when I appear in the future. 】

All the characters in the article appear to promote the development of the plot. I will try my best to avoid brainless sugar due to personal bias, and get as close to the characters as possible without wearing fan filters.

Still the same sentence, I hope everyone can read this article with a happy mood, thank you [bow].